Japanese Fairy Tale

Series,

No.

10.

The Matsuyama
JOLD
IN

Mirror.

MOHSH BY

JVitts. J. ft.

Published by T,

HASEGAWA,

17

Kami

Begishi,

TOKYO.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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LONG
there
spot,

long

time
in

ago,

lived

a quiet
his wife.

a young

man and
child,

They
with
tell

had

one

a

little

daughter,

whom

they both loved

all their hearts.

I cannot
for they

you their names,

have

been long since forgotten, but the

name
lived

of

the

place

where
in

they
the

was

Matsuyama,

province of Echigo.

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It

happened once, while the
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lit-

tie girl

was

still

a baby
to

that the
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father

was obliged
city,

go

to

the

great

the capital of Japan,
business. It

upon some
for the

was too
little

far

mother and her

baby
after

to go, so he set out alone,

bidding

them
to

good
bring

bye,

and

promising

them home

some pretty

present.
fur-

The mother had never been
ther

from home than the next

village,

and she could not help
a
little

being

frightened

at

the

thought of her husband taking
such a long journey, and yet she
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was a
the
side

little

proud
in

too, for

he was

first

man

all

that country

who had been

to the big

town

where the King and his great lords
lived,

and where there were so
beautiful

many
At

and curious things

to be seen.
last

the time

came when she

might expect her husband back, so
she dressed the baby in
clothes,
its

best

and

herself put

on a pretty

blue dress

which she knew her

husband

liked.

You may
home

fancy

how

glad this

wife was to see
safe

him come

and sound, and how the

little girl

clapped

her hands, and

laughed with

delight,

when she
had
to

saw the
brought

her father pretty toys
for her.

He

had much

tell

of

all

the wonderful things he
in

had seen upon the journey, and
the town
itself.

"I have brought

you a very

pretty thing," said he to his wife:
"it is called
tell

a mirror.

Look and

me what you
in
it,

see inside."

He
had

gave to her
box,

plain,

white wooden
she

which,

when

opened

she found a round piece

of metal.
frosted

One
silver,

side

was white

like

and

ornamented

with raised figures of birds and
flowers, the

other was bright as

the clearest crystal.

Into

it

the

young mothr looked with delight

and astonishment,

for,

from

its

depths was looking at her with
parted
lips

and bright

eyes,

a

smiling happy face.

"What

do

you

see?"

again

asked the husband, pleased at her

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astonishment, and glad to
that he

show

had learned something
"I see

while he had been away.

a pretty

woman

looking at me, and
lips as if

she moves her

she

was
odd,

speaking, and dear me,

how

she has on a blue dress just like

mine!"
it is

"Why, you your own face

silly

woman,

that you see,"

said the husband,

proud of knowthat
his

ing

something

wife

didn't know.

That round piece of
in

metal

is

called a mirror,

the

town every body has

one, although

we have
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not seen them in this

country place before.
.

The

wife was charmed with her

present, and, for a few days could

not look into the

mirror often

enough, for you must remember,
that,

as

this

was the

first

time
of

she had
course, it

seen

a mirror,
first

so,

was the

time she
of

had ever seen the
her own pretty
face.

reflection

But she

con-

sidered such a wonderful thing far

too precious for every day use,

and soon shut
again,

it
it

up in

its

box

and put

away

carefully
treasures.

among her most valued
Years past
on,

and the husband

and wife

still

lived happily.

The

joy of their
daughter,

life

was

their

little

who grew up
and

the very

image of her mother, and who was
so
dutiful

affectionate

that

every body loved her. Mindful of

her

own

little

passing vanity on

finding herself so lovely, the

mother

kept the mirror carefully hidden

away, fearing that the use of

it

might breed a
little

spirit of

pride in her

girl.

She

never

spoke

of

it,

and

as for the father, he
all

had forgotten

about

it.

So

it

happened that

the daughter

grew up as simple

as the mother

had been, and knew

nothing of her own good

looks,

or of the mirror which would have
reflectd them.

But bye and bye a
fortune
little

terrible misthis

happened

to

happy

family.

The good, kind mother

fell sick;

and, although her daugh-

ter

waited

upon her day and
she got
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night, with loving care,

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worse and worse,

until at last there

was no hope but

that she

must

die.

When
so
child,

she found that she must

soon leave her husband and
the poor

woman

felt

very
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sorrowful,

she grieving for those
to

was going

leave behind, and

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most of

all for

her

little

daughter.

She
said;

called the girl to her

and

that
die,

"My I am

darling child,

you know

soon I must very sick:

and leave your dear iather
alone.

and you

When
that

I

am
will

gone, promise

me

you

look into this mirror every night

and every morning: there you
see

will
still

that I me, and know

am

watching over you."

With

these
its

from words she took the mirror
hiding place and gave
daughter.
it

to

her

The child promised,

with

many
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tears,

and so the mother,
resigned,.

seeming

now calm and

died a short time after.

Now

this obedient

and

dutiful

her mother's daughter, never forgot
last request,

but each morning and

mirror from its evening took the looked in it hiding place, and There she saw long and earnestly.
the bright and smiling vision of

her
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lost

mother.

Not

pale

and

sickly as in

her

last days,

but the

beautiful

young mother of long ago.

To

her at night she told the story

of the trials

and

difficulties

of the

day, to her in

the morning she

looked for sympathy and encour-

be in agement in whatever might

store for her.

So day by day she

lived

as in her mother's sight,
still

striving

to

please
life

her

as

she

had

done in her

time,

and

careful

always to avoid whatever might
her. pain or grieve

Her

greatest

to be able to look in the joy was mirror and say; "Mother, I have

been today what you would have

me

to be."

Seeing

her

every
fail,

night

and

morning, without
mirror,

look into the

and seem

to hokd converse

with
her

it,

her father at length asked
reason
of

the

her

strange
said,

behaviour.

"Father,"

she

look in the mirror every day to
see

my

dear mother and to talk

with her." Then she told him of
her mothers dying wish, and
she had never failed to

how
it.

fulfil

Touched by
and such

so

much

simplicity,

faithful,

loving obedience,

the father shed tears of pity

and

affection.

Nor
find

could he
it

in his
tell

heart to

in the child, that the image she saw

the mirror, was but the reflection

of her

own

sweet

face,

by constant

sympathy and association, becoming more and more like her dead
mother's

day by day.

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